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[ineedavicodin]

He has the bottle of pills Doogie wroe for him in his pocket

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[burnedmymuffins]

Okay. So-She's knew. And if there's such a thing as House in her world then she probably hasn't seen it. Not like Juliet would bother with introductions anyway if someone seemed to be in a bad mood-

Introduction aside, there's a tall and leggy blond at the bar, "Bar? can I have a glass of ice water?"

c'mon, I mean-it's house, right?

[burnedmymuffins]

Once upon a time Juliet would have called that horrifically barbaric. Such a nonchalant attitude can't truck with medical personnel.

That was before craphole island however.

She snorts, "At least the guy's honest about it."

"....That seems sort of uncaring, if you don't mind my saying so." she says aloud.

[ineedavicodin]

"I'd say practical." House shrugs. "If it helps, I cure more than I kill."

[burnedmymuffins]

Juliet snorts, fixing him with a look of "O Rly?"

"....Well between people like you and people like me I suppose the Universe balances itself out." She murmured, "I barely See death in my line of work."

[ineedavicodin]

"Is that supposed to make me feel bad? Nintey percent of the patients who make it to my office would die for sure if I didn't work the case."

[burnedmymuffins]

"You're that good."

Juliet sounds extremely disbelieving.

[ineedavicodin]

"The best, at what I do." He's boasting, yes. But it's more or less true. He is world renowned, after all, and he didn't get that reputation by being less than the best.

[burnedmymuffins]

Juliet's trying to decide how much of that's boasting and how much of it's actual fact.

"...Well, I've been out of touch with the medical community at large for awhile now Doctor-"

[ineedavicodin]

"House," he supplies, with an intense look. "Greg House. Princeton-Plainsboro in New Jersey, currently 2006 in my world."

[burnedmymuffins]

"...Juliet."

Her face goes serious, ice cold even as she offers a hand, "....Hanso Foundation Employee, South of the Equator in 2004."

And like that her face is warm again, "New Jersey's nice."

[ineedavicodin]

"New Jersey is the arm pit of America," House shrugs. "But I settled there, so there I'll stay. Moved around enough when I was a kid to last a lifetime."

[burnedmymuffins]

"Military Family?"

[ineedavicodin]

"Marines," House nods. He could of course rattle off every place he'd ever lived, but he almost always missed one or two at first.

"South of the Equater's a pretty big area."

[burnedmymuffins]

"Bigger then most people suppose." Juliet muttered, "You have no idea."

Just talking about it makes her seriously consider that Alcoholic drink.

[ineedavicodin]

He'd get it for her, if he knew she was thinking that. Alcohol often makes people talk a little more easily.

"Were you stationed anywhere specific?"

[burnedmymuffins]

"....On an island." Juliet's voice is soft, "In the middle of nowhere that isn't supposed to exist."

"...Where I come from, there's such a thing as huge corporations-gigantic corporations-Hanso's no exception. They paid the most and shipped me off to a tropical paradise."